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Wednesday, August 1, 2012

The Hordish Hoarder

Sevros walked into the Broken Tusk inn, looking for familiar faces
in the crowd.The loud raucous laughter
of a group of young orcs, fresh from a battleground, retelling tales of the
Alliance slaughter in Gilneas made him grin inside.Looking at them reminded him of his younger
days when he and Azadelta, his teammate for many years, would join Chymasitsa,
a great warleader, as she led them to victory after victory in the
battlegrounds of Arathi Basin, Warsong Gulch and Alterac Valley.

A tauren bellow followed by a wave caught Sev’s eye, and he
made his way to a brightly lit corner where a solid set tauren druid sat with
two she-orcs, listening to a troll warlock animatedly discussing items she had
put on the auction house.

“900 gold, can you believe that!?” said Azadelta, her voice
incredulous.“And I’ve just found
ANOTHER one to sell!”

“Hey Sev,” said Lushnek, nodding in greeting, lifting his
hooves off the chair opposite him so Sev could sit down.Sev shook his head.“I won’t be here long, but thanks, HK,” he
said, using the old nickname Lushnek went by when he was a hunter – a name he
had long since abandoned since he had experienced the druid calling, but all
his friends continued to call him by that name.

“Where you off to Sev?” asked Azadelta, as she took a long
drink from her flagon.“You heading out
to the battlegrounds?”

“I’m looking for Nav,” Sev said.“Have any of you guys seen her?”

“I think I saw her heading to the bank before,” said
Lushnek, scratching his chin.“The one
here in the Valley of Strength.”

“Thanks,” said Sev, as he turned to leave.He poked Roshii in the shoulder.“Stop reading Souglyy that bad poetry of
yours.”

“Hey, I like it!” said Souglyy, slipping her hand into
Roshii’s.“Don’t listen to him, babe,”
she said reassuringly as Roshii’s face turned beet red under her mask.“It’s good.”

“Navi said it was alright,” mumbled Roshii, her face
chagrined.“She should know, she’s good
at that stuff.”

Sevros grinned wickedly and headed out towards the Goblin
bank which was bustling with busy customers.He frowned, craning his neck over the crowd, but was unable to see
Navimie in the throng of people at the counters.As he turned to walk out, he caught a glimpse
of a feathered headdress in a more secluded corner of the bank, which he recognised
as hers, and made his way towards her.

Navimie was standing at table with satchels and cases
scattered on top of it and around her hooves.She appeared to be sorting out her bags.

“Hey Nav,” said Sev, sidling up beside her.He frowned as he peered curiously into one
of the open bags.

“Hi Sev,” said Navimie, distractedly.She looked up, the faraway look in her eyes
clearing as she turned her green gaze onto Sevros.“Oh, what time is it?”

“You said you wanted to do some arenas… starting 5 minutes
ago…” Sevros grinned cheekily.He loved
to bait his friends when they forgot things.Navi found that smartarse side to him endearing, yet also extremely
irritating.

“Oh yeah, sorry!I’m
coming, I’m coming!”Navimie closed the
bag she was rummaging through and started to gather some of the satchels into
her arms.Sevros bent to help her pick
bags off the floor when an object inside her Dragonhide Bag caught his
eye.Curiousity filled him as he reached
into the bag and pulled out an Egg Basket.“Why have
you got one of these?”

Navimie snatched it out of his hand and stuffed it back into
the bag. “I like keeping that old stuff! You never know when you might need
it.”

Sev peered into another bag and saw 3 pairs of the gloves of
the same design, but different colours.“Navi, why have you got 3 pairs of the same gloves?”

“They’re not the same, they’re different colours,” huffed
Navimie indignantly. “Sev, you never know when you’ll need a good pair of
gloves to go with something.And you
can’t get just BUY these gloves, some of these are quest rewards, one of a
kind.”

“Nav, this is insanity, look at this!”Sevros pulled out 5 cloaks from a box under
the table.“Nav really, when are you ever going to
wear a pink cloak??Why are you keeping
all this crap?”

“Sev, I don’t KNOW,” wailed Navimie.“I can’t seem to throw anything out.Look at my trinket collection.”She pulled out her Barov Servant Caller and
a Dog Whistle.“I can’t throw these
out.They’re so cool to have
around!Where else am I going to put
them?”

"I don’t see your Rainbow Generator in here,” said Sev, as
he rummaged through the sack of trinkets.

“It’s in void storage.”

“Why can’t you put all these things in there?”

“Because,” she said, with the Don’t-You-Know-Anything tone,
“it’s FULL.”

“Of what?”

“Clothes. Tabards. Weapons.”

“How many clothes do you need??”Sev’s voice was incredulous.“You’ve got enough clothes here for the whole
guild!Look, when are you going to wear
this?”He shook out Phaelia’s Vestmentsof the Sprouting Seed.

“Hey, those robes are designer!They’re named after a really awesome druid writer!”

Sev rolled his eyes in disgust.Females.

“So what are you actually doing here?Are you looking for something or..”

“I’m trying to make space in my bags,” said Navimie, digging
through another pouch full of enchanting materials.“I need to get rid of some of this stuff.”

“Uh huh.”The bulging
cases suggested she hadn’t gotten very far with that goal.“Where are all the things you’re throwing
out?”

It was unbelievable what Navimie kept in her bank.Sev found 6 different staves, 2 daggers, 4 maces and a number of useless offhands. Both red and green Winter hats as well as a number of tabards occupied one of the bags, and other holiday items such as the Brewfest Dress and Pilgrim's Dress were in another part of her collection. Navimie refused to part with them. Sev was about to throw the bags out the window in frustration.

Sevros managed to convince Navimie that she didn't have to keep all her epic gems in her bank and at least that freed up 6 slots. A number of ugly weapons ended up on the pile as well - Sev told her that the colour of them made her eyes look less green, and after that she was eager to get rid of them.

By the time they finished, Sev had managed to get Navimie 14 extra slots. Her bag of fish was taking up a lot of empty space, but she was convinced she would need it at a later stage. Her bags were now much tidier as well - trinkets were all together, as were her weapons. Sev thought he probably could have gotten rid of most of those ugly clothes, but Navimie wanted to keep them in case she decided to change her mind about what she was wearing. Females, he muttered to himself, he had no idea why they liked to hoard so much.

Navimie dusted her hands off as she handed the last bags back to the banker. "Ok, Sev," she said, turning to him. "I'm ready for those arena games now."

Oh, I know. I tried to clean out Cat's bank yesterday and all I threw out were the Halaa tokens. There's so much stuff I just can't get rid of, like the Essence-Infused Moonstone you used to need to summon Anzu, just can't throw that away!